Spring is in the Air

I love the Zyrtec commercials where everyone is in black and white, dogs, trees, and even people pop in and out of the frame. And then, waaa-lahh the black/white film is swept away and there are bright colors showering down from above. It's the popping in and out of the frame part I like best.

Got home yesterday from a spring break trip to GA to visit some friends and fam of Will's and then to Savannah for my birthday. Fun times all around. Hotel beds do determine the kind of vacation you will have. There are two choices. 1) A dump you out bed. This type of bed got it's name because it's so uncomfortable that you are practically dumped out since standing up feels better than lying down. This condition could be caused by springs springing sideways or a matress positioned in a heads up or heads down angle or the bed could stink; there is always that. 2) A gravitron bed. This type of bed got it's name because no matter what you do you can't get out of it usually because it's so squishy comfortable, hence the gravity allusion. These beds are the type that allow jumping like a monkey on one side, but yet, not disturbing the sleeper on the other side. Though it seems that type 1 would give you the best vacation b/c you'd be standing more and so chances of getting out are higher, type 2 is the best, truly. Only problem with 2 is trying to get out of it; someone definitely has to give you a shove onto the floor. I'm serious, people, you can't roll out or sit up. I encountered both type 1 and type 2 fortunately; it kept me humble.

The other thing about vacation that's a challenge is the coffee intake. Now GA is full of Starbucks, sure sure. However, somehow I only got to have 1. Yes, 1, which is about 10,0000% less of an intake than usual. Then I went to one of those ripoff places that hangs the sign, "Proudly Serving Starbucks Coffee" and should also include, "Hikes Prices Because We Have to Make Up for Being a Lie" because a little tiny latte with no tasty vanilla was $5.25. What the hell? I walked away from that kiosk with mixed feelings; joy that I still had my $5 in my pocket and sad because again I would start my day without the goods.

Off to Charleston today to trudge over the Cooper Rvr Bridge with Robino. It should be a grand ole time; just hope my legs can do the whole thing in a running position.

Happy Legs. Happy Feet.